That Beautiful Marlene
Your hair is like the
finest silk, your clothes
are made of linen, your
eyes are gorgeous as
the earth and you are
my beginning, your
contemplation is
unique, your beauty's
far from old, my love
for you is an antique, a
story long foretold.
Your breath is all i can
afford, your english is
concord, for you i'd
cease to live this life
and prone to flee
abroad...
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